A/N: So this is my very first fanfic. Well I created one when I was 13 but ditched it on the first chapter. I can't even find it anymore. Now in my mid twenties, I'm here again and this time I won't give up as easy because there are many chapters in advanced and I fully intend to finish this fanfic.

This is partly inspired by My Life As Series a Great Naruto Fanfiction series that you should definitely read. Just like her I want to improve on my writing so CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM IS WELCOME. I will gladly take a beta who will kind of guide me to be a better writer to.

My brother is also emotionally involved in this since it is his favorite Anime series so if you don't get on me to update he will.

A Familial Ending

Soraya observed her mother as she was prepping for the Birthday party. Her mother scattered around with her checklist trying to make sure everything was perfect for Soraya and her brother Marasu shared birthday party. Her mother's attempt of perfection was what Soraya silently longed for as a talent. However, she couldn't seem to do anything right, especially, being domestic. Nope her genes decided to go in the athletic direction, which her mother was proud of. Nevertheless, her mother's need for perfection always seemed to target her for criticism. But on special occasions like her Birthday, her mother always went the extra mile to make it extra special. Soraya could care less about the presents, for her it was a silent truce between her and her mother.

Soraya had cream-coffee skin tone with russet colored eyes. Her dark brown hair was very thick and coarse, but with a straight texture. Her brown skin seemed to radiate in the light and she had kind features. Her stature was short and curvy.

Soraya's mother Abigail looked almost nothing like her daughter. Abigail had mid-length hair that was straightened. Her complexion was the same caramel color as her daughter, but the similarities stopped there. Her eyes were dark brown and her features were that of stern woman with high cheekbones.

"I love you, mom", Soraya smiled with excitement. "So tell me again how did ya get two kids literally born 2 years and 363 days apart" Soraya inquired delightfully. She loved the fact that her and Marasu birthdays were so close.

"Well", her mother paused in her response. Her mother, Abigail started on making Masaru's favorite dishes. "You were literally only five minutes from contractions to birth, your brother on the other hand" Abigail exhaled a big breath before she spoke again. "That premie almost killed me, can you believe it was almost 24 hours" she responded in a light southern accent.

Soraya smiled again. "Usually you have more detail than that!", Soraya exclaimed. Soraya knew that her mother got easily distracted with details. A fact that annoyed her but, she knew someone had to focus on those because it wasn't going to be her.

"Look at here...", her mother jested. "I am trying to make this Gumbo and Lasagna-"

"And I made the birthday cake" she chimed in. "Mom, what if you were gone tomorrow, I would have nothing to tell your future grandchildren" Soraya exaggerated. In reality Soraya had lots of stories. She remembered every one. Soraya really enjoyed those moments when Abigail and her dad told stories.

Masaru walked in with their Dad, Daniel. Both of them had fishing poles and dead fish in tow. Masaru loved fishing, so every year since he was four their father would take him fishing regardless if he had school or not.

Daniel had a Mahogany complexion with dark brown eyes. Masaru looked almost exactly like his sister except his eyes were a deeper shade of reddish-brown.

Masaru had the uncanny resemblance of his sister.

"If you set that in my Kitchen, I will cut you with this knife"

"Don't worry mom, Dad was just bringing them in to tease" Masaru set his things down and let a huge breath of exhaustion. "He may want something later, that's also why he start arguments with you", Masaru exclaimed a matter of factly. Soraya sighed she knew that no one definitely didn't understand him. Masaru's speech impediment sounded like gibberish and she was the only one could decipher it. "It's something called foreplay that dad told me about".

"What did he say Soraya" inquired Abigail with an icy aura forming around her.

Apparently there was a word that made her Father nervous and his eyes begged not to repeat what was just said. With a straight face Soraya did the universal sign language for money and her father nodded.

"He said that he had a great time fishing with Daddy, and that he is really excited that our birthday party is today.

"That's right 11:50 is almost here", Daniel chimed in loudly. Breathing a sigh in relief.

Eleven-Fifty P.M on April 10th and 11th was the day their parents decided that their children would celebrate their birthdays. Especially since both were born at 11:50 pm. Naturally the birthday party would start on the eldest birthday first (Soraya Age 12) and end with the youngest (Masaru turning 9). To feel that each child felt some type of individuality on their birthday each had their own activity they chose to do separately. Masaru almost always chose fishing and the past two years Soraya decided to make their own cake and help Abigail in the Kitchen.

"Yeah only 4.5 hours", Soraya chimed in.

"I'm going to take a nap, do you wanna come with Masaru". Masaru smiled and she rolled her eyes and patted his head. "Wash-up first, I don't want my bed smelly", she retorted. Masaru hurried. Soraya patiently waited for Masaru to enter her room.

"What's wrong?" She asked. "It's our birthday how can you be sad". Masaru looked disheartened. . He knew that he should be excited and for the most part he was but...

"Are you upset that you don't have your own birthday party, because I can fix that". Masaru shook his head. That was the furthest thing from his mind.

"Are you upset that our cousins may not come over?" he shook his head again. Though it wouldn't be the same without them.

"Did someone make fun of you again, I swear you better tell me the jerk who did and I will finish them",

"It wasn't me they made fun of", his eyes were downcast. Soraya cursed that she knew every word that he said.

"It was about me wasn't it", Soraya smiled sadly. She was use to that kind of teasing.

"Yes, and I hit him and he may tell his mom andImaygetintrouble", Masaru started to tear up. "They called you stupid and I said it wasn't your fault you can't read your just different."

"Calm down you little brat" She sighed "Don't hit anybody on my behalf I'm supposed to be protecting ya" She sighed again. "Plus whatever I lack you got natural genius and I got the people skills" Soraya hugged him. "Different sides of the same coin"

"That's not what Dad says, Dad says that real men protect the women in their lives"

"What has he protected us from really", she thought but she digressed. "Well next time you get in a fight you come get me" "Go to sleep"

Soraya looked around and suddenly she was in a vast barren field. There was smoke everywhere and she noticed that bodies were everywhere. She glanced everywhere looking for her brother. For some reason Soraya knew that he was here...fighting. The ground rumbled and it was there she noticed an explosion in the distance. A mixture of shock and terror ran through her veins and all she could do was scream.

Then Soraya felt the world shift, she was now in a Stadium. She was anxious about something. She glanced to her right and noticed an old Asian man in a strange hat talking to someone pale and skinny with a snake like tongue. Soraya knew that conversation couldn't be good then she heard a loud explosion and... an ominous melody.

Her world seemed to warp again. This time she was in valley watching from a distance two men also fighting. One was screaming at the other, while the older looking one seemed way too calm. She finally noticed that they were brothers. A black blaze filled around the large perimeter and she was inside it. The younger one seemed to morph into a monster while the other seemed to summon a demonic samurai.

"Stop it", she cried.

Then her world went black.

Soraya was woken up by her Dad, Daniel. "Having night terror's on your birthday is not a good sign." Except that wasn't her Dad's voice but her grandmother, Naomi. Soraya forgetting about her terrifying dream dashed over to her grandmother.

"Nice to see you grandmother" Masaru also gave his grandmother a hug, but his face remained stoic.

"The rest of the family is downstairs waiting" Masaru hurried downstairs while Soraya decided to go wash her face.

"Daniel why don't you go ahead and go down there me and my oldest granddaughter need a little chat", Soraya stiffened that was usually never a good thing. It was usually chats about her being lazy in school or any type of scolding. Of all days not on her birthday.

"What was your dream about"

"Honestly Grandmother I can't make sense of it. It was like being in one of my favorite TV shows but me being a character and living in it. It was terrifying." Soraya started to cry.

"What do you remember?" She asked "Distinctly"

"Old Man with weird hat and a snake man, but not like those in the Bayou. There were also two other men with red eyes with power that I have never seen before..They conjured monsters.

Her grandmother stopped her before she went into hysterics.

"Listen to me our family was born with natural gifts that always manifest itself." Her Grandmother started to tear up. "I wish I had more time"

"Grandmother you're not that old your only 49, you're a very young grandmother." Her Grandmother smacked her upside the head. "It's 56 outside of this household"

"Anyway your powers seen to be of prophecy and you are an empath"

"If you're anything like my mother the foretelling won't help you much, but your empathy will. You can feel people which can be very beneficial if you choose to work in a field of manipulation or service"

"What kind of jobs are those and pretty sure you shouldn't be telling me how to manipulate people. That's wrong." Soraya pointed out.

"But it can be used to your advantage and you will learn the world is not black and white no matter how much of a self righteous bitch you think I and your mother are"

Soraya gasped and started hyperventilating "What!"

"Yeah I can read minds" her Grandmother said "Your face it was amazing", she laughed so hard. Soraya brushed it off as something that her Grandmother had experience with. Although, lately she was thinking that, but there was no way she could read her mind like that. She was going to stick with the "old people were once young" cliche'

"There is so much to tell you, but promise me if anything happens, grab the gifts that are given to you today," Soraya nodded. "It's imperative that you do"

"Grandmother, let's have a girls day tomorrow with you, me and mom." "I feel that we need it, we have to reconnect and stop this feuding".

"You are wise beyond your years, but understand that sometimes the negative is only part of what makes us family and as the matriarch of this family you have to understand Family is not about who is in your family or who you consider family as much as it is about how your family functions. It's okay to be dysfunctional at times, but know there will be moments where you know it will be worth it. Your fate is to have a big family and not all necessarily by blood. You can't help whom you love, but try to guard your heart and know people don't always have your best interest and things are not always as they appear."

Soraya intently listened. She was use to the long speeches but this one seemed totally different. Her grandmother sighed. "Okay let's go open gifts it's 11:45"

Soraya hurried down the stairs. Elated but knowing that there was something off about her grandmother today. As she watched the party commenced her grandmother was smiling and joining in the festatives. It was natural for her, Soraya did inherit her social butterfly personality through her. But sadness, fear and...anger loomed over her. "Empath you say?" she thought.

Soraya glanced at her brother. "Happiness and anticipation" She then glanced at her mother. "Tired, disgust, relief and indignation". But her mother smiled and looked happy. Soraya came to the sad realization that she wasn't happy. It wasn't her fault if her husband had a different mistress every night she would probably feel the same way. She glanced at her dad he felt almost the exact same. "They both either need to get a divorce or couples therapy because this will only get worse" she thought. It was that moment Soraya went to her mother and held her hand.

"I'm happy for this party and I hope you had fun baking with me today", Soraya was silently pleading for a little happiness from her. Which gladly came through.

"I did and thank you" Abigail smiled. "Look at the time 11:55, time to sing Happy Birthday".

Everyone started to sing happy birthday to Soraya and Masaru. However Soraya got to open her gifts first. Soraya decided to open her gifts from her grandparents first. It was wrapped in pink paper with a white bow on the top. She opened it and there were books inside. Soraya was delighted she loved books and couldn't wait until she finally understood the writings of the human language. It also made her happy because it meant that her grandparents believed in her.

"A...Life's...Journey".

"Good, these books are our own personal journals of stories and other things we want passed to you." Soraya felt delighted. She love history and wanted to make a genealogy spread on her family.

"This makes me very happy", she said as she started to tear up.

"Well, there's everyone your Aunt Hitomi, Dad, Mom, sadly your grandfather, me, your great grandmother, but she didn't finish hers, been working on it for three years, notice how mine is the thickest over 1,000 pages"

"You're only 49 what on earth is 1000 pages worth"

"Careful", she said with a glare. "You might swallow a fly with your mouth open" Soraya stiffened.

"Okay my turn" The present was in a sky blue bag. It was a backpack in it was new shoes, a cookbook and few clothes that looked more Japanese. "Is this a Yukata, and a Kimono? Are we going to Japan?" There were also a few Japanese snacks.

"Not this year, but in the future we just grabbed them because you seemed to be obsessed with Japanese culture and documentaries lately."

"SAVE THE BEST FOR LAST" yelled Daniel. His was in a purple bag. This time it was a watch, a book about basic first aid, and from what she could tell medical herbs. That was thoughtful since she wanted to be a doctor. Then a pink decorative knife with a butterfly crest fell out of the bag, on the other side was a swirl and a symbol that looked like a fan. It was pretty, but could do a lot of damage. "Hold the knife like this, whatever you do, don't just leave it like you're going to poke someone..." Soraya watched as her dad demonstrated some fighting techniques and she mimicked them.

"Wait for me", said her young Aunt. "A book on diplomacy". Soraya kinda felt her self esteem go down with all these books. She could sound-out but that was painfully so slow she couldn't comprehend what she was reading.

"Don't worry" her grandmother remarked. "I was in your shoes at your age, it literally clicked to me one day, like it will in you and then no one can make you stop reading." She kissed her head. "Just remember knowledge makes a woman dangerous, for the time being practice reading with your brother"

The clock finally struck midnight. "Time for birthday boy".

"Right on time". Their dad went first. Masaru got a sword, the hilt was red and had the same design as Soraya knife.

"Wow"

Masaru continued looking in the bag. A book called "The Art of War" Soraya picked up. He also got a watch.

From his mother he did not get Yukata but some functional clothes and an antique watch. Masaru seemed to be obsessed with watches, lions and gators so she could tell this would be the theme.

From his grandmother he got a book of riddles. His Aunt gave him a book on diplomacy and his mother gave him clothes, puzzle and a rubix cube.

"I don't know why you got him that its not going to occupy him long. Soraya snatched the rubix cube from her brother. "Don't solve it now, cherish it for a minute."

"Is that it" asked Masaru. "Because I'm tired". He wasn't really tired but Masaru and Soraya had their own tradition of giving their gifts in private.

"Yes go wash up you two, you got school in the morning"

Soraya and Masaru hurried and got their showers and went to their conjoined room. Both sat on her bed. "This is for you", she said excitedly. It was wrapped in red wrapping paper and gold bow. Masaru teared it open. There was a box inside and he hastily opened it. It was an Arrow necklace with gold and black beads. "I blessed it with the spirit of protection, just in case I can't be there for you" Masaru shrugged off her superstition but accepted the gift anyway and put it on. It was pretty neat.

"I saved up two year's allowance for this" Masaru was very excited. "I also tutor some older kids secretly on the side," He placed the wrapped gift in her hands. "Benefits of being a genius" Soraya could feel it and his anticipation. She opened it and gasped. "Masaru this is well over a normal nine year old's salary".

"I know, I said two years"

"How do they understand you", she asked.

"I teach them sign language first, and I have been getting better with your help, plus technology", he said a matter factly.

"You're not the only one who is clever", he chimed. The box contained a diamond and Amethyst watch and the necklace was a simple gold necklace with a purple lotus in the middle. She put them on and they accented her very well.

"Well you sure have good taste".

Then there was a knock on the door. Soraya looked outside of her window and noticed no cars. "How strange, the birthday party is over and we aren't expecting any late night visitors."

"We need to leave," Masaru whispered anxiously. It was then Soraya felt it exhilaration and malice. Soraya just knew that both her and her brother were in danger.

""... promise me if anything happens, grab the gifts."

"Come with me" she whispered. This is what her grandmother was worrying about. Soraya started putting pieces together from there talk from earlier. Soraya heard screaming in the kitchen. She went to the other staircase to try to get to the dining room where her presents still where. She saw the dining room in sight on it, was her pink backpack and Masaru's back as well. It looked stuffed so her mother must of just put all the things in there to avoid clutter.

It was then Soraya noticed a hand by the coach which had a wedding band on it. Staring at her and her brother were dead eyes of her mother. She covered her mouth to stop from screaming. She glanced around more aware of her surroundings.

"Masaru no matter what you see stay quiet." It was then she noticed five men were in her home all in black. However they had headbands with a metal plate with symbols that she could not see due to the darkness.

"There are seven of them". How did he...she had no time to think she had to focus.

Bang. Bang. Two dropped dead. Her Aunt held a loaded rifle when her Aunt noticed that she got the intruders attention she ran in another direction. They soon purused her Aunt. Soraya dashed and grab both backpacks. It was then she felt someone behind her. The man raised what looked like a Katana and was about to strike, but metal clashed with metal.

Her father stopped the blade before it touched her skin.

"Naomi and Hitomi get them out of here, it's time." Soraya put on her backpack and paused. What was he talking about.

"Soraya, I'm sorry about everything and sorry I wasn't the best husband to your mother, but hopefully I was a good dad" Soraya started to cry. Soraya was about to go towards her dad but was about to run toward her dad but was grabbed by her Aunt.

"DAD NO-"

"MASARU REMEMBER PROTECTING IS MORE THAN JUST STRENGTH". Soraya noticed her Aunt falling to the ground. An arrow was in her back. Soraya grabbed the bag and caught up with her grandmother and Masaru.

"Grandmother where are we going, who are those men, what do they want."

"We must keep running we are not at the rendezvous point yet, we are almost there"

"Grandmother we are in the middle of nowhere Texas, whats happening"

"Here we are", Soraya noticed that they ran into a forest close to their home.

"I don't have much time" Her grandmother stepped back. "Do the following hand signs with me" A scroll like parchment appeared and opened itself. She placed her hands in front of them.

"Dog, Ram, Horse, Hawk, Tiger". A purple light started to grow and wind started to come from it.

"This is a portal and I would like to go with you but there seems that someone wants to fight."

"How right you are Matriarch of the Rui Clan"

A man came into the full moon light. He had long brown hair with Two locks wrapped in bandages framed either side of his face. The man had red eyes, but not the red eyes in her dream Soraya contemplated.

"If it isn't Indra Otsutsuki" Her grandmother chuckled. "Well I'm glad to die at the hands handsome face at least, but you won't have my grandchildren"

"The Rui clan will die just like the Uzumaki"

"Not on your life,"

"Soraya grab your brother and go through that portal."

Soraya grabbed Masaru and ran through the portal. Heavy wind swept them both and they both watched as their Grandmother collapsed on the ground with a scream. When they reached the other side both of them collapsed into unconsciousness.